Tuesday, October 12, 2010

Okay, today you’re gonna get a twofer, two blogs in one. A bit about C.C. Hunter and then a short interview with the wonderful new killer on board at Killer Fiction: You are gonna love Robin Kaye, guys. And if you haven’t read her, well, you should

But first, I want to share with you my new video.Or shall I say C.C. Hunter’s new video.Shouting out to Carol Webb from Firebrand Media Management, who did the video for me.Thanks girl!

Born At Midnight by C.C. Hunter

I also got my website up for the new book, Born At Midnight.And if you go there and click on Contest, you’ll read about my first contest.Also, Check this out:Forty-eight copies of Born at Midnight are being given away at Good Reads: And Forty-eight copies being given away at Library Thing: So, go check them out.Who knows, you might just win a book!

And now for Robin Kaye…

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Robin’s Bio:

Born in Brooklyn, New York, Robin Kaye grew up in the shadow of the Brooklyn Bridge next door to her Sicilian grandparents.

Living with an extended family that's a cross between Gilligan's Island and The Sopranos, minus the desert isle and illegal activities, explains both her comedic timing and the cast of quirky characters in her books.

She's lived in half a dozen states from Idaho to Florida, but the romance of Brooklyn has never left her heart. Robin has won numerous awards including the Golden Heart for Best Contemporary Single Title, back-to-back Holt Medallions for Best Romantic Comedy, and the Golden Leaf award for Best Single Title. She currently resides in Maryland with her husband, three children, dog, and a three-legged cat with attitude.

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To introduce you guys to Robin, I asked her to answer three very serious, profound questions.Because as you know, I’m always serious and very profound.

1) If you weren't a writer, which one would you more likely be? And why? A: Garbage collector. B: Truck Driver. C: Member of the bomb squad.

I'd like to say a member of the bomb squad, but since I have a difficult time telling my right from my left, I don't think I'd be very successful. "No Robin, cut the red wire on your other left." Boom. I don't think it would be a good fit, not to mention the bomb squad outfit is soo not attractive. Since I refuse to collect garbage even at my own house, I'll be damned if I'd do it at someone else's so Garbage Collector is out. I guess that leaves me to drive a truck which wouldn't be far off from what I do if you consider a Sequoia a truck. I have three kids therefore I drive and drive and drive.

2) What is one secret about yourself that no one else knows? Come on, we aren't going to tell anyone. Will we guys? (Wink. Wink.)

Okay, as long as you swear not to say anything....I was a bouncer at a bar called Swamp water Al's. Yes, all 100 pounds of me (I was a whole lot skinnier then). Well, one night I was there with a girlfriend (not in my bouncer capacity) and this guy wouldn't leave me alone, even after I told him nicely to remove his hand from my breast or I'd mail it back to him. The jerk didn't stop so I pushed him against the wall and made sure he wouldn't be bothering another female for at least 24 hours. I ended up getting kicked out of my own bar. I did, however, make sure the man was never admitted into the Swamp again.

3) If you had one do-over in your life, what would it be?

My biggest regret...I was invited to sail from the Panama Canal to Australia in a 47 foot Beneteau I wanted to go but I had a difficult time getting my passport. I thought I'd have to send the info to Albany since that's the capital of NY, when in actuality if you're born in the boroughs like I was, you send it to Brooklyn. I didn't get it in time and they had to leave before Typhoon season so I missed the boat, literally. I heard it was a miserable trip, 20 - 40 foot seas the entire time. Heck, they lost the crew when they hit Fiji, still, I wish I had gone. What an adventure.

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Now, for fun, I want you guys to answer one of the questions above.And one lucky commenter will win a copy of Robin’s earlier release, Breakfast In Bed.So come and post away.

1.) Truck driver. Can't stand smelly things (so garbage is out); and bomb squad is out (not just because I also can't tell my left from my right) but because I'm already a VERY TENSE person and a rather cautious one (engaging in a career where I could be blown up at any moment doesn't seem very health oriented and frankly I haven't made my peace with death yet so I'm not exactly rushing out to embrace it)

I have no secrets...and not sure about regrets. I have plenty, but I don't know how to evaluate which I'd actually change. It'd probably set off some butterfly effect if I did.

I'm afraid I'd have to be the garbage collector lol. I have no sense of direction so forget the truck driving and I'm not into life or death situations lol. Besides, I'm a pack rat so I may find some goodies hahaha.

As to do overs - I wanted to go to collge and major in art - my parents said I had to get a job. The good news is that my youngest daughter is very talented and is going to graduate next year from Edinboro in graphic design :)

Welcome Robin,I think I would be a member of the bomb squad. I'm actually hoping that I would be brave enough to do the job. I watched "The Hurt Locker" and couldn't imagine disarming bombs in a war zone. Don't enter me, I already have a copy of "Breakfast in Bed."

I'd love to be a long haul trucker. I find long, empty highways to be relaxing for some odd reason. I think it's in my blood. My granddad was a trucker and he used to take speed (back before it was illegal and you could buy it at truck stops then) and drive for three days straight. Yikes!

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